Broome

And then to Broome…. Have we expressed adequately enough our amazement at just how many people there are travelling up north right now? Broome was so busy, and we ended up in a fairly dodgy corner of a caravan park, its saving grace being that it was at least close to Cable Beach.

We had a lovely time in Broome, long walks along the beach, or out near Gauntheame Point (and we still haven’t quite figured out how to say that!), Tim had a fish off the jetty and came back with a nice mangrove jack, we wandered around town a bit and we ate out a few times which is always a treat, and something we hadn’t done since Darwin.




We were also in town for the start of the Shinju Matsuri festival which involved a street parade (think the Freo Festival parade of primary schools and community organisations, but with a multicultural Broome flavour!) which was followed by a big ‘Mardi Gras’ on the oval in the centre of town.





We had a chance to catch up with Gary, Sue and their son Camden whilst in town. Gary is a jeweller and his shop was laden with beautiful pieces featuring the famed local pearls.